A noise downstairs interrupted Tao Ye’s thoughts. He took a deep breath and stood up to push open the carved window to the street.
The north wind whistled in his face, wrapped in heavy snow, blowing on his face, with two lines of clear tears on his face, and the cold was biting.
Regardless of the cold wind and heavy snow, Tao Ye leaned over and looked at the street downstairs, and happened to see the Imperial Army commander personally escorting He Zhinian through the gate of Bazhen Pavilion and heading straight to the direction of the Ministry of Justice Prison.
The snow paved the road, and the whole street was covered with white whiteness. The north wind roared, swirling the sky with some broken leaves that had not yet fallen on the branches.
Tao Ye couldn’t help but sniff.
I don’t know how the commander of the Imperial Army captured He Zhinian. In such weather, He Zhinian actually walked barefoot, not wearing a cloaked cotton coat, but was wearing a single brocade dress, and the clothes were not buttoned. In such a snowy weather, it looked particularly thin.
He Zhinian didn’t scream or make a fuss. He was escorted with his hair and walked honestly, like a soulless body, tied up by people. Every few steps he took, he was pushed forward. The road was slippery in the snow and stumbled, making him feel very embarrassed.
The noise was made by the crowd watching around.
Someone leaked the news and broke up the incident of He Zhinian’s house. The more these onlookers admired and admired this young talent born in a wealthy nest at that time, they were so angry and despised him now.
Scum, beast… Such screams and scoldings are endless.
Surrounded by the heights, Tao Ye stood on the second floor of Bazhen Pavilion and looked at it, with water patterns rising in his heart. His eyes were a little colder than the weather outside the house.
He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea cups in his hand. The hot tea was immediately blown out by the cold wind wrapped in snowflakes, waving out the swaying white mist in front of Tao Ye.
Through the extremely cold white fog blown by the wind, looking at the He Zhinian who was gradually drifting away, Tao Ye sighed, “Scum, beast… I am really a father and son, and I can describe it accurately.”
It is said that if you have a father, you have a son. If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, which is true.
It is normal for Zhenning to teach by example and be influenced by He Zhinian.
He Zhinian was suddenly detained in death row, and Zhenning Hou was dismissed from his post and demoted. I believe he would not sit still and wait for death.
Ten years, he waited for ten years.
In the past ten years, there has been no dream that the fire was not the case, nor the situation where A Yuan collapsed in front of him outside the threshold… The bone-eroding hatred finally came to an opportunity.
The Princess of the Prince of Pingxi once warned him that if you want to take revenge and get rid of someone, unless you are sure to knock him down in one fell swoop, and never make a move.
The result of alerting the snake, there is only one kind of thing, that is, seeking death.
He endured this sentence for ten years. During these ten years, in order to obtain more evidence of Zhenning Hou’s crime and to climb to a higher position, he even raised his glasses with Zhenning Hou and talked about Yan Yan.
Such tormenting days are finally over.
Seeing that He Zhinian completely disappeared from his sight, Tao Ye closed the window with his backhand, drank the already cool teacup in his hand and walked away.
When the news reached Xiao Yu’s ears, Minglu had just returned from Baoding Mansion and was about to report back to the Canglan people, before he could speak, his subordinates knocked on the door of the study with white snow.
Xiao Yu couldn’t help but frowned and glanced at the study door, “Come in.” His voice was low and he couldn’t hear it.
—–People please remind: Please pay attention to eye rest when reading for a long time. :